The daily life of American drama detective

Chapter 247 Alicia: Chuck, you like me, don't you?

Princeton Teaching Hospital.

Intensive care unit of the diagnostic department.

Standing by the hospital bed, Chuck looked at Professor Alicia Harper, who was unconscious on the bed, and listened to the introduction of the beautiful doctor Cameron, who couldn't bear it: "Did you see this brain wave? This means that even in the In the coma state, her pain did not ease in the slightest, coma her, it just makes us outsiders feel better."

"Where's Professor John Harper?"

Chuck asked.

"he?"

The beautiful doctor Cameron said contemptuously: "Alicia hasn't collapsed yet, he collapsed first, covered his head and ran away, and couldn't get in touch. I heard Alicia said that she didn't have any relatives at home, so now I have to contact You, if you can really perform miracles, now is the time."

"Release the coma and wake her up."

Chuck ordered.

"She's in pain!"

Beautiful doctor Cameron reminded.

"I know."

Chuck said calmly: "No one understands pain better than me."

"..."

The beautiful doctor Cameron was stunned, thinking of Chuck's congenital disease introduced in the gossip magazine, which has been in pain since he was a child, and no one understands it better than him. She has a unique compassion and love for the handicapped, The eyes looking at Chuck became softer.

"Since it can't be cured here, let's change it to another place. She needs to make a decision."

Chuck said.

"What better place than here?"

Cameron, the beautiful doctor, asked as she began to wake up Professor Alicia Harper.

"confidential."

Chuck was succinct.

The beautiful doctor Cameron glanced at Chuck, and thoughtfully said: "Could it be some advanced secret scientific research institutions..."

The Princeton Teaching Hospital is actually not the top hospital. First of all, its scale is not too big. The reason why it is awesome in her eyes is because there is a super big doctor here.

But now even Dr. House seems to be helpless, so we must try our best.

In the United States, where mad scientists are everywhere and encourage mad scientists, there are not too many secret laboratories that cannot be disclosed. Almost none of the experiments inside can be exposed, otherwise it will shock the world and subvert the three views of ordinary people.

But this kind of laboratory, because of all kinds of radical and anti-human madness, has special methods far beyond the light.

Under normal circumstances, patients who cannot be saved are not necessarily mortal in these laboratories.

The premise is that there must be resources in this area, otherwise you have never even heard of it, and even if you want to stop being a human being, you have no chance.

Chuck didn't answer, just watched the fluctuations of brain waves silently, and then looked at Professor Alicia Harper who opened his eyes amidst the wailing.

"Alicia, Dr. Wolfe is here to see you!"

Beautiful doctor Cameron reminded.

"Chuck, Chuck!"

Professor Alicia Harper groped.

The beautiful doctor Cameron silently exited the intensive care unit and stayed outside, leaving room for the two of them.

"it's me."

Chuck put his hand in front of her.

"Chuck, I'm in pain."

Professor Alicia Harper held Chuck's hand tightly, with a painful look on her face.

"I know."

Chuck nodded.

"I know you like me, right?"

Professor Alicia Harper forced a smile: "Women are very sensitive in this regard. You like to look into my eyes the most, don't you?"

Chuck nodded frankly: "Yes, I like your eyes."

"Now I'm blind, at least that's what my brain tells me."

Professor Alicia Harper said with all her strength: "Chuck, you are a detective, you are omnipotent in investigating and solving crimes, no matter how cunning and intelligent a crime is, there is nothing to hide in your eyes.

The reverse is also the same, as long as you want to kill someone, you can do it silently and without arousing any suspicion, you can do it!
I know!
So please, for the sake of liking me, kill me!My eyes are no longer clear and my whole body is in excruciating pain, I can't take it anymore! "

"You'll be fine."

Chuck is still calm: "The pain is bearable, as long as you are alive, there is still hope."

"What hope?!"

Professor Alicia Harper cried bitterly: "Even the famous Dr. House can't cure me, or even relieve my pain. What hope do I have? Even if there is, when? If it can't relieve my pain now , even if I have hope to live, I would rather die now, this is too painful!!!”

Chuck was silent as he watched Professor Alicia Harper, who was so painful that he lost his composure and wanted to die, that he was no longer as magnificent as before.

Is there any way for him to save her?

Of course!
After these days of hard work, especially the extra hard work of Little Sheldon, another drop of water of life has condensed in Chuck's brain system.

He can give it away whenever he wants.

It's just that the method is different from using it for yourself, and a special connection method is required.

Fortunately, Professor Alicia Harper belongs to the top scientific research resources. In Professor Alicia Harper's current state, he can raise it without being suspected or opposed.

After all, Professor Alicia Harper, who would rather die immediately than end this state, completes the connection without disgusting Chuck, which is reasonable.

No matter what method the oil painting beauty used for Professor Alicia Harper, it was nothing more than a poisonous word.

Either a modern synthetic toxin or a biological virus.

No matter what kind of poison it is, as long as it cannot kill people instantly, under the body's immune system, there is a chance to self-clear the toxin by secreting antibodies and complete self-healing.

And with the bug effect of life is water, no matter what kind of toxin it is, it is destined to be completely eliminated the moment the water of life is poured in.

Even the extreme treatment tests conducted by Dr. House to confirm the diagnosis before have a high probability of recovery and strengthening the body.

It wasn't Chuck's kind of birth defect etched into his DNA, after all.

This is why Chuck was sure from the very beginning that he would lose the bet with the oil painting beauty.

The only problem is that Chuck still hasn't made up his mind to instill this drop of life into Professor Alicia Harper.

Because the water of life is so precious, the first thing is to use it for yourself, and then save some for Anna when she no longer needs it so urgently in the future.

Others will only be considered unless he and Anna no longer need it in the future.

But in order to exert extreme pressure on the oil painting beauty, force her to admit defeat, plant the impression that he is invincible in her heart, and completely solve this big trouble without killing her, he made this promise, that is Whether the oil painting beauty admits defeat or not, Professor Alicia Harper will be fine.

Now that Dr. House is weak, and the oil painting beauty is reluctant to let go, Professor Alicia Harper is the first to be unable to hold on, and wants to die to avoid this endless pain.

Chuck had to think about giving this drop of eaux-de-vie.

"Transfer to another hospital."

Chuck said: "Since you can't be cured here, then change to another place. Don't worry, you will get what you want, as I said."

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

Professor Alicia Harper held Chuck's hand tightly, with a grateful expression on her face.

In her understanding, of course, there was no concept that Chuck had a bug like water of life to save her, but she only thought that Chuck agreed and was willing to help her relieve this endless pain.

And this kind of practice is an illegal act, so naturally no evidence can be left in the hospital.

Chuck's willingness to take this risk for her was enough to move her, so she naturally obeyed.

Just when Professor Alicia Harper endured the pain and cooperated with Chuck to transfer, Dr. House was tossing the ball in the office, his brain spinning fast.

It was hard for Chuck to "beg" him once, but he failed to show his face successfully. For him who is proud, this is really unacceptable to him.

This is why he knew that Chuck was here and was still arranging a transfer for Professor Alicia Harper, so he didn't go to see Chuck immediately.

What he wanted was to taunt Chuck, not to be taunted by Chuck, especially in his profession.

Therefore, under this stimulation, his brain was almost overclocked.

Suddenly, he paused the hand that threw the ball, held the ball in the palm of his hand, his eyes lit up, the corners of his mouth curled up, he picked up the crutches that were on the table, and limped out.

"It's an amoeba!"

Chuck pushed the movable hospital bed out, and Dr. House appeared on crutches, blocking the way with crutches: "Primary amoeba meningoencephalitis, a parasite parasites in the brain through the nasal cavity, takes the form of brain cells For food, in line with all her symptoms."

"There are many other symptoms that match this symptom."

Beautiful doctor Cameron reminded: "How are you sure?"

"We drilled open her brain again and did a brain biopsy!"

Dr. House shrugged and said, "Last time we only did a brain protein test, and it seems that it wasn't thorough enough. You know me, I love the sweetness and love the jade the most. Anyone who has received my money agrees.

So until the last minute, I would not choose to do this, I think we still have time.

Now that you feel like you're out of time, let's have the most exciting adventure together!

It's fun, isn't it? "

"No!"

Professor Alicia Harper's brain was drilled last time, and the bad feeling was not much worse than now, so she directly refused.

And she has the basic concepts.

Since the brain biopsy is not performed until the last moment, it means that the brain biopsy has intolerable sequelae.

She has suffered enough, and she absolutely does not want to feel worse than death.

"I give up the treatment! Chuck, get me out of here!"

"There's no need for a brain biopsy, just treat it."

Chuck made a decision.

"Dr. Wolfe!"

The beautiful doctor Cameron was shocked. How could he treat the patient without a diagnosis? That would be too risky.

"See? This is a qualified family member of a patient!"

Dr. House turned up his mouth and glanced at the beautiful doctor Cameron, then looked at Chuck, and emphasized: "I believe in my diagnosis."

"I believe mine too."

Chuck said calmly.

Regardless of whether it is a brain-eating worm or not, he will regard it as a brain-eating worm.

Once Dr. House makes a mistake in his judgment and the treatment is ineffective, he is ready to use the means of connecting with immortals to use the water of life on Professor Alicia Harper to help her cure the "brain-eating worm disease" in a "reasonable" way .

After all, although the water of life is precious, as long as you are willing to spend time, it can still be condensed continuously.

As for Chuck, he must do what he says!
Say she'll be fine, she'll be fine!
Mountainside Villa.

Underground room.

"Where did he go?"

The oil painting beauty didn't wait for Chuck's arrival on time. She guessed something and looked at Anna on the wall screen.

Anna didn't answer, the focus of her eyes was not here at all.

The oil painting beauty's eyes flashed, and she said, "I want to make a video call with him, I have something to say."

Seeing that Anna still didn't answer, the oil painting beauty added: "It's about Alicia."

Anna's eyes focused slightly, the wall screen was split into two, and Chuck's expressionless face appeared on the other side after the darkness.

"You're in the hospital."

The oil painting beauty looked at Chuck on the screen: "How is Alicia?"

"It's an amoeba!"

Chuck looked at her: "You parasitized her with amoebas!"

"Is this important?"

The oil painting beauty smiled flawlessly: "Do you know what is the most important thing?"

Chuck stared into her eyes.

The corner of the oil painting beauty's lips curled up: "The most important thing is that you are in the hospital."

As she spoke, she shook her white left arm, then stretched her left wrist to her mouth, opened her red lips, and bit it down, blood dripping immediately.

The beauty in the oil painting looked like a vampire, with a blush at the corner of Tim Tim's mouth, looked at Gugu's teary wrist, and smiled at Chuck and Anna who were on the left and right on the screen: "I bitten an artery, and I will die in 20 minutes." Going into shock, and you're not here, and Chuck is at the Princeton teaching hospital, and there's no time to get here, so what do we do now?"

Speaking of this, she joked and said with a smile: "It seems that you can only let me out and let me save myself, otherwise you can only watch me die from shock, sister, you don't want me to die like this, do you?"

"You shouldn't be so stupid."

Chuck was silent for a moment, then said slowly: "The chamber of secrets cannot be opened remotely."

The oil painting beauty's smile remained unchanged: "Really? That's okay, just ask Justin to come down and open the door for me. I know she's cleaning up there. Don't worry, I'm already like this. I won't do anything to her. You don't need to do anything to her, she has a mother and a younger sister...we won't have conflict~"

Obviously, she had a detailed investigation of Chuck.

Seeing that Chuck was silent, the oil painting beauty let the blood flow out of the arteries, drew a big circle on the ground with blood, then lay in the blood-red circle, and used her body to set up clocks, minutes, and seconds, imitating The clock was running, and with the sound of the pointer swinging in his mouth, he still did not forget to tease: "How is it, how flexible is my body? Are you willing to let such a high-quality blind date die here so boringly?"

Anna looked at Chuck.

Seeing this, the oil painting beauty narrowed her eyes and smiled self-deprecatingly: "Sure enough, the girl is not allowed to stay in the university. Could it be that you have no control over my life and death, and only look at his decision? Sister, this is too much. It hurt my sister's heart."

Chuck glanced at Anna and dialed Justin's phone.

In the villa on the mountainside, Justin, who was doing daily cleaning, connected the phone, only to hear Chuck say, "I'm here today, you go back first!"

Hearing this, the oil painting beauty was posing in a difficult pose, wantonly showing her body curves and flexibility.

(End of this chapter)